In The Stillness Of Time Poem by Mark Heathcote

In the stillness of time,
we will be swallowed by the hurricane's eye.
That has swept over your heart.
in the stillness of time,
we will all die and learn once again to fly or cry.
Like the white dove of love
in the stillness of time,
we will all shake hands, no-longer-longing
what's-been lost will-once-again-be found.
In the stillness of time
I'm going to find my way home.
Find my father's arms wrapped around me full of care.
In the stillness of time
He will guide me through the storms of life.
And lead me to calmer waters.
In the stillness of time
in the stillness of time
in the stillness of time
I'll meet my Jesus, and he'll set me free.
The way I was always meant to be
in the stillness of time
in the stillness of time
in the stillness of time, my own infant child
I'll see you again and hold your hands.
And eternally cry tears of joy.